Allegra’s Pov After staying in the pack house for a while, I go back to the training house to grab the rest of my things.As I gather my belongings in the training house, a sense of peace washes over me from the wonderful day I had with Xander. But just as I'm about to finish packing, Miles storms into the room, his expression twisted with anger. “Allegra, how could you betray me like this?” he shouts, his voice echoing off the walls.I freeze, taken aback by his sudden outburst. “Miles, what are you talking about?” I ask, my voice trembling slightly as I meet his gaze.He glares at me, his eyes burning with fury. “You know exactly what I'm talking about! Choosing Xander over me,” he growls, his fists clenched at his sides.I take a step back, feeling a surge of fear coursing through me. “Miles, please calm down. We can talk about this like adults,” I say, trying to reason with him.But he ignores my words, his anger boiling over. He lunges towards me, his hands reaching out as if to
Xander’s PovSilver's urgency is palpable as she bursts into the room where Xander is, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Xander, you need to come quick! It's Allegra; she's… she's lost control,” she pants, her words tumbling out in a rush.My eyes widen in alarm, my heart pounding in my chest at the mention of Allegra's name. “What do you mean, she's lost control?” I ask, his voice tense with concern as he rushes to follow Silver.“She's… she's using her powers on Miles,” Silver explains, her voice trembling with fear. “She's completely consumed by rage, Xander. We need to stop her before she does something she'll regret.”My mind races as I try to process the gravity of the situation. I know firsthand the dangers of losing control of one's powers, and the thought of Allegra succumbing to such darkness fills me with dread. “Take me to her,” he instructs Silver, his voice firm with determination.Without another word, I follow Silver out of the room, my heart pounding with a mix of f
Xander’s Pov A group of medical staff came in to take Miles to the infirmary. Richard walks and walks to me.“Please tell me you didn't almost kill the boy because he was talking to Allegra.”I look at him, not saying anything. He scrunchies his brow, and he notices Allegra and his disheveled expression.“Xander, what happened? Did she try to touch her?”I sigh. “Let's talk about this later, Richard; I need to take care of her.” Richard nods, understanding that I couldn't discuss this in front of Allegra.I sweep Allegra into my arms, and I carry her to my house. I helped her change, and we just lay on the bed. I'm really tempted to ask her what pushes her to such rage, but in all honesty, I don't want to know because it turns out he is tired of raping her. Goddess help me, I will kill him myself.As I hold Allegra close, a heavy silence descends upon the room, broken only by the sound of our breathing and Allegra's occasional sniffles. Allegra buries her face in my chest, her should
Allegra’s Pov As the chaos in my mind begins to subside, I feel a shift within myself, a sudden clarity washing over me like a soothing wave. The overwhelming rage that consumed me moments ago starts to fade, replaced by a sense of calm and understanding. Slowly, I unclench my fists, the glow in my eyes dimming as I take a deep, shaky breath.My heart swells with relief as I regain control of myself. “That's it, Allegra,” Xander says, his voice filled with pride and gratitude. “You're back.”With a weary smile, I nod, meeting Xander's gaze with gratitude. “I'm sorry,” I whisper, tears welling up in my eyes. “I don't know what came over me.”Xander reaches out, pulling me into a gentle embrace as he holds me close. “It's okay,” he murmurs, his voice soft and reassuring.Meanwhile, Silver rushes to Miles's side, checking on him with urgency. “By some miracle, he's still breathing, but we need to get him to an infirmary quickly,” she announces, her voice tinged with concern.I feel Xand
Anna’s Pov As we sat in the living room, the weight of the recent events hung heavy in the air. Xander's comforting hand on my shoulder helped ease some tension, but the memories of Miles's violent outburst still haunted me. Richard's calm demeanor provided a sense of stability amidst the chaos, but I couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty about what would happen.“I just can't believe he would do something like that,” I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper.Xander nodded sympathetically, his expression mirroring my disbelief. “I know, Allegra. It's shocking. But we'll figure it out, so don't worry for now,” he assured me, his tone firm with determination.Even though I don't like what Miles did, I don't want him to end up in a dungeon or, worse, dead.I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts as I glance at Xander, uncertainty gnawing at me. “Xander, what are you going to do with Miles?” I ask, my voice wavering slightly.I see a flicker of anger in Xander's
Allegra’s Pov As Silver and I stroll along the quiet streets, the weight of the recent events lingering in the air, I finally muster up the courage to voice the question that's been weighing heavily on my mind.“Silver, we've known Miles our whole lives, and we both know that even if I didn't accept to date him, he wouldn't have gone as far as attacking me. What do you think could have made him act in such a manner towards me?” I asked, my voice tinged with a mix of confusion and sadness.Silver's expression grows thoughtful as she considers my question, her brows furrowing in deep thought. “I've been wondering the same thing, Allegra,” she admits, her tone serious. “It's like he was an entirely different person, and I can't wrap my head around it.”We fall into a quiet contemplation, each lost in our thoughts as we try to make sense of the inexplicable behavior of someone we thought we knew so well.“Maybe something happened to him, something that changed him,” Silver suggests tenta
As we continue to sift through the letters, a pattern begins to emerge, each one revealing a different facet of Miles's struggles with identity and belonging. It's clear that he was wrestling with demons far deeper than any of us had ever realized.Suddenly, amidst the pile of letters, we come across a series of letters that catch our attention. These letters are not from Miles but from an unknown sender, and they seem to hold a sinister undertone.“Who could be sending Miles these letters?” Silver wonders aloud, her brows furrowing in concern.I furrow my brows in thought, scanning through the letters for any clues. “It looks like Miles has been communicating with someone outside our pack,” I observe, a sense of unease settling over me.As we read through the letters, a chilling realization dawns on us. The stranger has been feeding Miles lies about Xander, painting him as a ruthless and wicked leader. They try to convince Miles that I am his true mate, but for this topic, there's a
Allegra’s PovAs Silver continues her relentless assault, driving me back into a corner with a fighting technique I recognize all too well, panic threatens to consume me. We trained together, and I know her moves, but I can't bring myself to counterattack. The tears well up in my eyes as I feel trapped, like a lamb being led to the slaughter.In the midst of the chaos, a familiar sensation washes over me, the tingling warmth of my Warlock powers rising to the surface. It's a double-edged sword, offering protection but also posing a dangerous threat, especially in a situation like this.With every fiber of my being, I fight to control the power coursing through me, desperate to prevent it from unleashing its full potential. “Silver, please, you have to fight. Please, I don't mean to hurt you like I hurt Miles,” I plead, my voice choked with emotion as I struggled to reason with her.But despite my best efforts, Silver corners me, her grip tightening around my neck in a desperate attemp
Xander’s PovAs days turned into weeks, the rift that had once threatened to tear us apart seemed to heal, replaced by a newfound sense of closeness and unity. The forgiveness Allegra had extended to me washed away the lingering doubts and fears, leaving in its wake a sense of peace and contentment that I had long yearned for.Each day brought with it a renewed sense of purpose as we embraced the opportunity to reconnect with her father, Alpha Arnold, in ways we had never thought possible. As we delved into shared memories and created new ones together, the bonds of family grew stronger, weaving us together in an unbreakable bond of love and acceptance.One afternoon, as we sat together in the garden, basking in the warmth of the sun, Alpha Arnold turned to me with a smile, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. “Xander,” he began, his voice tinged with emotion. “I never thought I'd have the chance to get to know you like this.”I smiled back, feeling a surge of gratitude for the
Allegra’s PovI asked that question, and Xander sighed, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to find the right words. “I never meant to hurt you,” he began, his voice tinged with remorse. “But I was desperate, Allegra. Desperate to protect you, to keep you safe from those who would seek to harm you.”I furrowed my brow, confusion flickering in the depths of my eyes. “Protect me?” I echoed the words, heavy with disbelief. “From what?”Xander hesitated, his gaze shifting away from mine as he wrestled with his own inner demons. “From my past,” he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “From the enemies I've made, the battles I've fought, and the secrets I've kept.”My heart clenched at his words, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a dark cloud. “What secrets?” I demanded, my voice trembling with emotion. “What aren't you telling me, Xander?”Xander took a deep breath, his eyes filled with regret, as he met my gaze. “I'm not who you think I am, Allegra,” h
Allegra’s PovAs I stood in the clearing, buoyed by the wisdom and compassion of the Moon Goddess, a newfound sense of clarity washed over me like a cleansing tide. With each passing moment, the raw ache of betrayal began to ebb, replaced by a steely resolve and a determination to confront the challenges that lay ahead.Gathering my strength, I wiped away the last of my tears and squared my shoulders, ready to face Xander and my father once more. As I made my way back to the house, my heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of apprehension and determination coursing through my veins.As soon as I stepped through the door, Xander's eyes met mine, his expression a mix of relief and apprehension. Without hesitation, he rushed towards me, arms outstretched, ready to envelop me in a comforting embrace. But I held up a hand, stopping him in his tracks.“Not yet,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “I'm not ready.”Xander's brow furrowed confused, and his eyes filled with concern. “Al
Allegra’s PovAs the truth crashed down on me like a tidal wave, I couldn't stop the overwhelming surge of emotions that threatened to consume me. Betrayal, confusion, heartbreak—they all swirled together in a maelstrom of agony, tearing me apart from the inside out. How could Xander, the one person I thought I could trust with my life, betray me in such a way? Was our entire relationship built on lies and deceit?I stumbled out of the house, my chest constricted with pain, and my vision blurred with tears. I didn't care where I was going; I just needed to get away to escape the suffocating weight of betrayal that hung heavy in the air. With each step, the forest seemed to close in around me, the trees towering above me like accusing sentinels.As I ran, my power surged within me, responding to the turmoil raging inside me. Anger, raw and potent, bubbled up from the depths of my soul, fueling my every step and propelling me deeper into the heart of the forest. With each stride, my spe
Xander’s PovAs Allegra stormed out of the room, frustration, and guilt gnawed at me, leaving me feeling utterly helpless. I knew I had upset her, but I couldn't suppress the gnawing fear that had been eating away at me since Alpha Arnold's revelation. The thought of losing her, of being left alone once again, terrified me more than anything else.I paced the room, my mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, I wanted nothing more than to make Allegra happy and to support her in her quest to reconnect with her father. But on the other hand, the selfish part of me couldn't bear the thought of losing her or watching her slip away from me.As I wrestled with my thoughts, a knock on the door startled me out of my reverie. A guard stood at attention, delivering a message from Alpha Arnold requesting my presence in his office. I nodded in acknowledgment, my heart sinking at the thought of facing him again.As I made my way to Alpha Arnold's office, I couldn't shake the feeling of
Allegra’s PovAs Alpha Arnold revealed the unexpected news that I was his daughter, a whirlwind of emotions swept through me. Happiness, disbelief, and a sense of belonging all mingled together, leaving me feeling like I was standing on the precipice of a new chapter in my life. But as I turned to share my joy with Xander, I was met with a wall of silence and a stormy expression on his face.“Xander, aren't you happy?” I asked, my voice filled with hope as I searched his face for any sign of joy.He hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting away from mine. “Of course, I'm happy for you, Allegra,” he replied, his voice strained.But I could see the truth lurking behind his words, the tension radiating from him like a palpable force. “Then what's wrong?” I pressed, unable to ignore the unease settling in the pit of my stomach.Alpha Arnold, ever-perceptive, seemed to sense the tension between us. “I'll give you two some space,” he said, rising from his seat. “But Xander, I would love to
Xander’s PovAs Allegra spent the rest of the day with Alpha Arnold, I found myself wandering the vast grounds of his estate, lost in my thoughts. Alpha Arnold had instructed one of his guards to provide us with the most comfortable room in his house, and as I made my way there, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease gnawing at the pit of my stomach.Alone in the room, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as I thought about Allegra spending time with Alpha Arnold. I had grown accustomed to having all of her attention, and the thought of sharing it with someone else, especially someone who could potentially be her father, left me feeling unsettled. I paced the room, wrestling with my emotions, wishing I had tried harder to convince Allegra to leave with me.Hours passed, and just as I was beginning to resign myself to the fact that I might not see Allegra for the rest of the day, she finally returned. The excitement in her face was palpable as Alpha Arnold dropped her off, and a
Allegra’s PovXander, refusing to believe or accept the possibility of me being Alpha Arnold's daughter, shakes her head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “Even if there is a chance, it changes everything,” they argued, desperation creeping into their tone. “We have our lives and our packs to think about. We can't just upend everything because of some wild theory.”He watches me closely, searching for any sign of uncertainty in my expression. But to his dismay, I felt oddly calm about the situation, my eyes fixed on the photograph in my hands.I look into his eyes, and I see that he couldn't fathom how I could entertain the idea of being Alpha Arnold's long-lost daughter, especially considering the fact that it would probably change a lot of our lives.“You can't actually be serious,” he interjected, frustration bubbling to the surface as he snatched the picture from me. “Tell me you're not actually considering this.”My gaze met his, my eyes betraying a hint of hesitation. “I kno
Allegra’s PovI never thought I'd see a garden as beautiful as this in my life. The person who planted it must have taken great care in handling it because it looks so wonderful.Even as I'm enjoying the garden, my mind keeps going back to Xander and the wound he suffered from fighting the green wood pack, formerly rogue Alpha. I hope he's well.Just as I was thinking about him, I heard his voice calling my name. Allegra," he calls out, his voice rough with urgency. “We need to leave.”I turn to him, surprise written across my features. “Leave? But what about the Greenwood pack? We can't just abandon them,” I protest, my brow furrowing in concern.He shakes his head, his resolve unwavering. “We've done all we can here. It's time to go,” he insists, his tone brooking no argument.But I'm not so easily swayed. I argue back, my voice rising with frustration as I plead my case for staying. We go back and forth, each of us standing firm in our convictions.I pleaded my case for staying, my